The news of what was seen at once spread below, and all hands were soon
on deck on the look-out. The man was alive, and saw us coming, for he
waved a handkerchief to attract our notice, lest he might not have been
observed. We waved to him in return, to keep up his spirits. As we
approached, we saw that the man was dressed as a sailor. He was seated
on a grating, made more buoyant by several pieces of spars and planks.
He was leaning against another plank, which he had secured in an upright
position by means of stays on the grating. Had not the sea been still
very high, we could have run alongside his raft and picked him off
without difficulty; but as it was impossible to steer with the necessary
nicety, there was a risk of running him down by so doing. We therefore
hove-to to windward of him; and Mr Gale, with the boat's crew who had
before volunteered, being lowered, they pulled carefully towards him.
The man stood up as he saw them approach; and scarcely had the bow of
the boat touched the grating, than he sprung on board, and without help
stepped over the shoulders of the men into the stern-sheets. When
there, however, his strength seemed to give way, and he sank down into
the bottom of the boat in what appeared to be a fainting fit. A few
drops from a flask, which Mr Gale had thoughtfully carried in his
pocket, partially revived the man, though he was unable to help himself
up the side. He was therefore slung on deck, and the boat being hoisted
in without damage, we again made sail.
The man, who was placed on deck with his back against the
companion-hatch, remained some time in an almost unconscious state; but
at length, after much care had been bestowed on him, he recovered
sufficiently to speak. He was a fine, good-looking young man; and his
well-browned countenance and hands showed that he had been long in a
tropical climate. A little food, taken slowly, still further revived
him; and he was soon able to lift himself up and look about him.
"How was it you came to be where we found you?" asked Captain Helfrich,
who was seated near him on the companion-hatch, while I was employed in
polishing up the brass rail of the companion-ladder.
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